Chapter 591

Each strike was like frost defying snow, making the six Dōngyíng warriors, including Xuánwǔ Jūn, struggle immensely.

Had it not been for the reinforcement of the Sēnluó Liùhé Array, their battle will, battle intent, and cultivation power would not have merged into one.

If this technique were unleashed, at least one or two of them would suffer severe injuries!

"This old man still has the strength to unleash such a technique?"

Xuánwǔ Jūn was deeply startled—he was the core of the Sēnluó Liùhé Array.

Thus, while the others were driven into madness by the array's control, only he, due to his position and cultivation, retained a sliver of clarity.

Meanwhile, Seeing Ao Jue, who had been in a state of madness all along.

Also felt the pull of Emperor Wénlóng's technique, and thrust out the Sword of Doom.

Instantly, his true qi erupted, transforming into specks of frost that gradually merged with Emperor Wénlóng's river of sword-snow!

This technique was called Frost-Frozen Deluge!

Within the Sēnluó Liùhé Array, those who formed it naturally maintained unified strength, their power increasing more than tenfold.

But for those trapped inside, it could also slightly influence their battle will and battle intent.

Thus, though these two had never fought side by side before, their techniques were perfectly aligned in nature.

With the combination of two, each already immensely powerful, the result became even more terrifying.

Zhúxià Wújiān and another Dōngyíng expert, even with the array's reinforcement, still bled from the corners of their mouths.

After all, though the damage was shared, Xuánwǔ Jūn and the others were far stronger.

Zhúxià Wújiān and the other were merely at the early stage of the Heavenly Being Realm.

Had it not been for the array's reinforcement, they would have been instantly obliterated by the fused sword technique.

Perhaps because of the terrifying sword techniques suddenly unleashed by Emperor Wénlóng and Seeing Ao Jue, the celestial phenomena above accelerated.

Soon, a tear slowly ripped open along the horizon.

The next moment, streams of sword intent continuously spilled out from the tear.

"It's done! It's done!"

Seeing Lian Chengzhi was overjoyed—in the records of all forces in the Wú Lín of Jiǔzhōu,

the only place capable of spilling sword intent was the Sword Realm.

Chì Xuě, seeing Lian Chengzhi's joy, was happy for him too.

"Chengzhi! I'm off then!"

This immense effort and cost all stemmed from Xiao Aoshi's grand plan of the Thousand Autumns Calamity.

According to Xiao Aoshi's speculation, within the Sword Realm lay a sword intent that pierced heaven and earth—the Thousand Autumns Sword Intent.

This sword intent was the collective embodiment of Jiǔzhōu's sword destiny.

If one could obtain this intent and forge it into the Thousand Autumns Sword,

one could emerge wielding it and sever all destiny dragon veins!

The dragon vein guarded by the Yúnzhōu imperial clan within Bái Lóng Creek was naturally among them.

Since Xiao Aoshi left Dōngyíng and joined the Qīnglóng Society, these Dōngyíng people, once they learned the full plan, had been tirelessly laying the groundwork.

Today was the day of harvest.

Today was the moment Lian Chengzhi seized the Thousand Autumns Sword Intent and forged it into the Thousand Autumns Sword!

Chì Xuě was currently the only one qualified to head to the Sword Realm.

"Xuě'er, I entrust everything to you."

Lian Chengzhi gazed deeply at Chì Xuě, his voice filled with emotion,

"I'll wait for you to return!"

Maintaining the Sword Realm's opening, aside from someone like Xīmén Wúdǐ with his godlike strength, demanded immense consumption.

Not to mention Lian Chengzhi, who opened it using the Sēnluó Liùhé Array.

It was almost like forcing the potential of Xuánwǔ Jūn and the others, along with his own mental strength, to bear the strain!

"Yes! I will surely fulfill your ambition."

Seeing Lian Chengzhi's deep emotion, Chì Xuě smiled back, then leapt into the air and flew toward the Sword Realm's entrance.

405 represents a lesson from the Qīnglóng Society!

"Seeing Ao Jue, wake up!"

Emperor Wénlóng saw Chì Xuě already flying toward the Sword Realm's entrance—he knew this was nearly over.

If they continued fighting, Seeing Ao Jue's potential would be drained, just like Zhúxià Wújiān and the other.

That would be counterproductive.

With this shout, Emperor Wénlóng unleashed his Xuánwǔ Zhēn Gōng cultivation and added his personal battle will.

Seeing Ao Jue, previously clouded by the Sēnluó Liùhé Array, instantly regained clarity.

His movements slowed; every event that had transpired replayed in his mind.

Feeling his strengthened battle will, and recalling Emperor Wénlóng's sharp cry,

he understood—Emperor Wénlóng had saved him at the critical moment!

And he didn't shout earlier or later—only precisely when Seeing Ao Jue was on the verge of peak-to-fall.

Clearly, he intended to use the Sēnluó Liùhé Array to temper his battle will.

At this moment, Seeing Ao Jue was filled with gratitude toward Emperor Wénlóng.

Yet he also recalled Emperor Wénlóng's earlier words—that he would take upon himself the feud between the Ào family and the Wǔchāng Emperor.

Wasn't that to say, his life had been saved, his battle will pushed to its limit,

so his feud with the Wǔchāng Emperor must also be largely erased?

"Stop overthinking. Focus your spirit and meet the battle. The real show is about to begin."

Emperor Wenlong, though living in seclusion, had already guessed what Seeing Ao Jue was thinking.

Seeing his sword strikes slow, he immediately sent a voice transmission to soothe him with a word.

"Good!"

Seeing Ao Jue understood his meaning and immediately, with the strongest battle-heart, pushed his martial arts to their absolute limit.

Together with Emperor Wenlong, he once again clashed against the Forest Luo Six Harmonies Formation.

Up in the sky, Chixue, gripping her long spear, arrived near the entrance to the Sword Realm.

She discovered that what looked from below like an entrance only the size of a single sword had actually opened to the size of a city gate.

Near the entrance to the Sword Realm, sword intent overflowed on all sides, sword Qi flew wild.

If Chixue's cultivation were not also decent, she likely would not have been able to reach the entrance before being wounded by the chaotic, torrent-like sword Qi.

Truly worthy of being the Sword Realm!

Chixue sighed inwardly, arrived at the entrance to the Sword Realm, and looked ahead.

She saw that the Sword Realm, rumored to be filled with mountains of swords, now looked vastly different.

The scene within was no longer a land carpeted with sword mountains.

Instead, a towering figure like a god or demon stood with its back to the entrance to the Sword Realm, commanding countless flying swords,

battling against another unseen existence in a cataclysmic great war.

If their fight were a battle of immortals, then the battle of Emperor Wenlong, Xuanwu Jun, and the others below would not even compare to children playing house.

Flying swords scattered everywhere, every strike capable of shattering heaven and splitting the earth.

Even standing here at the entrance, Chixue could feel her heart tremble and her courage falter.

"Who is this… and who is he fighting?"

The Sword Realm of legend had become such a sight.

Chixue could not help but freeze, unsure whether she should still step into this battlefield of gods and demons.

"Xue'er, what are you hesitating about? Hurry inside and find the Thousand Autumn Sword Intent!"

Seeing Lian Chengzhi below naturally had no way of knowing the situation within the Sword Realm.

Seeing himself and Xuanwu Jun and the others struggling to hold on, while Chixue merely lingered at the entrance to the Sword Realm without advancing,

for a moment he could not help but urge her on.

"Th-this, how do I even go in…"

Chixue could feel that, entering with her current cultivation,

the hope of finding the Thousand Autumn Sword Intent was slim, and one moment of carelessness would likely cost her life within.